you were erick’s daughter, and today was the awaited day. the day you turned 15. the day you became a woman.

you’d been dreaming of this day since you were 5, planning meticulously to every fine detail. and for his daughter, there’s be no budget, especially not on something as important as this.

the day after you turned 14, you and your dad began to plan the party, and today was the day all of your efforts came to fruition.

the cake was perfect, your dress and makeup was stunning, all of your family was here, your damas and chambelanes were all ready and knew exactly what to do; everything was perfect.

nothing could ruin this day for you… right?

well, that’s what you thought until you and your father were cutting the cake, cameras flashing of the heartwarming moment. one of the girls that was supposed to be your friend, the girl that you allowed to be on your court, took a chunk of cake and smashed it all over your face.

everyone saw you, staring as they laughed, probably finding it to be a harmless prank. but it wasn’t. it was humiliating. all of your preparations for this day was now ruined.

your father was the only one worried and not laughing.

“oh mí niña bonita..” he gasped, rushing toward you.